White grows the lily, red grows the rose Here lies my laddie, look how he grows One day he'll leave me to cross shadowed seas Pray god protected him, keep him safe with me
Rose shows its wisdoms, from love lost on youth Protector of passions and soldier of truth For royal resplendence I bow to its bloom Thorns rest beneath it, and there lies my doom
Lily knows little, but innocence scorned On banner of bloodshed for villains adorned Like pale ghosts in moonlight, I fear for their fate To grow on a gravesite, may yet be too late
This garden is weary, its soil is tolled Of decades in turmoil, its left bled for gold My son is a child, but man he'll soon be With red rose upon him, he'll die by lily
White grows the lily, red grows the rose Here lay my laddie, oh how wind blows! Now he has left me, to cross shadowed seas Pray god protect him, keep him safe for me